Mirror by Sylvia Plath | Sylvia Plath Poems | Shamis

Mirror by Sylvia Plath | Sylvia Plath Poems | Shamis Hi, this is a reading of Mirror, poem by Sylvia Plath, read by Shamis For more Sylvia Plath poems, consider subscribing I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions. Whatever I see I swallow immediately Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike. I am not cruel, only truthful ‚ The eye of a little god, four-cornered. Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall. It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long I think it is part of my heart. But it flickers. Faces and darkness separate us over and over.